In the darkness of night, piles of grass and wood were erected on the wasteland.

Corpses were piled on top of the piles of wood.

The man's body lay quietly on a luxurious wooden box.

This wooden box was originally filled with gold and silver treasures, but it had no meaning at this moment.

The woman stared quietly at the peaceful face.

There was a flash of fire next to him, and Jiang Wei handed over a torch.

The firelight reflected between Jiang Wei and the woman, illuminating their faces half black and half white.

After a long time, the woman finally took the torch and threw it out.

The flames ignited the grass and then ignited the wooden box.

Jiang Wei took off his helmet, held it in his hand, and lowered his head.

The woman's eyes widened and she looked at the face that was red by the firelight.

The camera zoomed out, and a little bit of fire lit up, forming a ring.

The flames gradually engulfed every figure lying there and illuminated the sky red.

More figures stood beside the fire, bowing their heads and standing still.

A powerful song begins.

"Mr. Zhong lets him do whatever he wants,

His heart is blocked.

Warm and beneficial in the end,

Be careful about yourself.

Thoughts of the late king,

With Xu Xiaoren..."

(He is so honest and reliable

His mind is as broad as an abyss

He is gentle and considerate

He is kind and cautious

Heavenly Lord...

Please guide his soul to find its direction...)

During the singing, a white light slowly lit up in the sky.

A figure wearing white hooded clothes opened his arms and slowly descended from the sky.

He was suspended above the firelight, staring down.

One shadow after another, like smoke, drifted away from the burning body.

On the ground, people who bowed their heads in prayer raised their heads and looked toward the sky.

One after another, figures appeared around him, and then disappeared with the smoke and dust.

Some were wearing armor, some had ferocious faces, and some were struggling desperately.

Jiang Wei raised his head, holding his helmet with his left hand and hitting his left chest heavily with his right hand.

There was a "wow" sound.

Beside him, the woman raised her head and stared at the last figure in the sky.

Puba looked down at the woman below, showed a smile, nodded, then raised his head and looked at the sky.

His figure also dispersed along with the smoke and dust.

Endless smoke and dust, surrounding the white figure in the sky, soared upwards.

There was a faint sound of singing, and Jiang Wei stared at the sky and remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, he turned around.

"General, please stay."

A somewhat hoarse voice came.

Jiang Wei turned his head and saw the woman reaching out, taking off the emerald gold ring on her head, and gently placed it on the ashes that had just been extinguished.

She stared at the golden ring for a few seconds, then took a deep breath, stood up straight, and held the knife in her hand.

"Monsters are raging and the journey is long. Does the general need a knife to help him on his way forward?"

Jiang Wei glanced at the woman, then grinned: "If you're not afraid of death, just come!"

The woman pursed her lips, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and strode after him with her knife in hand.

"Princess!" Next to her, several female servants hurriedly followed.

The camera gradually lowered, and from the ashes that had not been completely extinguished, flames occasionally jumped out, licking the jade golden ring, and a wisp of green smoke curled up, like a white thread, straight into the sky.

The camera zoomed up and zoomed out again.

The crescent moon is like a hook, and the two emperor rivers are rising up from the clouds, fighting and playing with each other. You hit me, and I hit you.

Suddenly, a giant beak stretched out from the side and swallowed a Dijiang in one gulp.

A gigantic bird spread its wings and flew by.

Another Dijiang flapped its wings desperately and flew away. Just when it felt that it was safe, another giant beak stretched out next to it.

The camera zoomed out again, and dozens of giant birds were migrating in the sky. In the distance, an invisible backbone above the sea slowly emerged from the water, spewing water columns into the sky.

The camera zoomed out again, and the three-legged turtle was carrying the earth on its back, and the back of the sleeping sea snake was exposed from the sea. Each spike on its back turned into a peak on the sea...

The camera zoomed out again, and the god in white Xuan Duan pursed his lips, blew gently, and extinguished the waning moon.

The screen goes dark.

The two words "Yan Yan" appeared.

Then it slowly disappeared again.

When the picture has finished the last frame.

Feng He breathed a sigh of relief.

For such a long time just now, he was almost holding his breath.

What the hell is this?

This is a movie!

What on earth was this guy Gu Xiaobai thinking, and why did he make such a MV for "Yan Yan"!

After being immersed in "Yan Yan" like this for a long time, Feng He subconsciously opened the next MV.

A few minutes later, I heard Feng He's loud voice: "WTF!"

This song "Yan Yan", which is already an epic masterpiece, is just an introduction.

The ten songs of "Song, Dance, Poetry" and all the MVs that have been produced are connected with each other to form a complete story!

No, it constitutes a complete universe!

Soul-stirring, magical and epic!

After reading one, he couldn't help but look at the next one.

Every time I watch one, I am more attracted to it.

Gu Xiaobai is no longer satisfied with just using music to promote the album "Song, Dance, Poetry"!

This album has been completely integrated with the world and story created by Gu Xiaobai.

This is a musical movie!

After reading eight parts in one go, Feng He felt regretful and relieved at the same time when he realized that there was no ninth part.

It's a pity that I can't read it in one sitting.

What is relieved is that I can save the best for last.

Now, Feng He only wants to do one thing.

I just want to release all these MVs and see everyone’s reaction when they see this MV!

It took a lot of effort for him to control his impulse and turned to look at Gu Xiaobai lying on the sofa.

Gu Xiaobai still maintained his original state, with his face flushed, holding two large bottles of Feizhai Happy Water to cool down, and he still showed no signs of waking up.

On the computer screen, the ninth MV is already being written.

Feng He looked back at the screen.
To be continued...